The first thing L realized when he woke up was how goddamn thirsty he was and how sugar deprived he felt.
The second thing was that Light was Kira.
The third thing was that he was supposed to be dead.
Talk about a way to wake up.
He blinked to try to ease the blurring in his eyes but it only seemed to get worse. He let out a huff of frustration and tried to sit up, instantly regretting his decision. He had a splitting migraine and the physical exertion was only making it worse.
He craned his neck around to try to find some clues as to where he was. Probably a hospital, based on the agitating beeping sound to his side. But why would he be in a hospital? He was perfectly fine save for the headache, and, besides; hospitals were bad. Anywhere public was bad. Watari wouldn't let him go to any even if the old man's life depended on it.
Speaking of which, where was Watari?
He gave a small cough as he remembered that he was thirsty. There's a 70.8 percent chance that I've been unconscious and without water, a 62.4 percent chance that it was for more than a single day. Well, at least his brain was still working.
He sat up once more, paying more attention to his weakened state, and managed to stand up with little problem. With wobbly legs he made his way over to the only window in the room (all the while ignoring the uncomfortable breeze that found itself between his legs. God did he hate hospital gowns.)
His solid onyx eyes gazed out at the yard; It was large and nice, with delicately trimmed bushes and the perfect mixture of roses, carnations, and daisies in the yard. Nearly hidden from sight, between two purple weeping willows, was a little fountain. It appeared to be made of some sort of smooth marble, and birds were seen resting upon it, despite being perfectly polished and cleaned. Glancing over a bit more he spotted a large pool with an even bigger patio accompying it. The pool had 3 diving boards, getting progressively taller as they went on. Next to all of them was a fairly large waterslide.
If he breathed deep enough he could just faintly smell the fairly sweet and salty odor that came from the chlorine and flower buds.
He hated it.
After staying at the window for a bit longer he shuffled back over to the bed and noticed a chair that he had not seen before. His normal baggy long-sleeved shirt and too big grey sweatpants were sitting on it, folded and clean. He let a fraction of a tiny out-of-character grin slip through his usual stoic façade as he picked up the clothing with his pointer and middle fingers.
Slowly and carefully the panda-eyed detective got dressed, as to not agitate his already pounding head further. Then, barefoot and still with no idea where he was, he quietly exited the room and started down the hall.
Tabbie: Aah, well, there's chapter two! Hope you like, and don;t forget to review! Don't be confused, either, as all will be explained in the next chapter. For now I just wanted to build up the mood! And even though this wasn't really a cliffhanger I wanted it to feel like one. :P
Also, forgive me for any spelling or grammar mistakes I may make, as this was written at 10:30 PM when my mum was constantly yelling at me to go to bed.
Well, see y'all tomorrow~~ And expect updates more often! My winter break starts tomorrow! Woot~!